Chapter 1121: White Hair Send Black Hair

constantly flirting with him.Just looking at it like this, made him react again!"That's because of the medicine," Lin Jin gritted his teeth and retorted.She would never have done it without the medica...He first bowed to the old man, then slowly opened his mouth, “Grandfather, we are not here to take away the child from the Fu family. This child will only bear the surname Fu, and you will still be his grandfather.” 。Master Fu's face eased slightly, and he listened quietly as Lu Liming continued. 。"I know, it's hard for you to understand and accept. " 。But we do this also for the children. I don't want their only hope to be hurt again. 。You can think of it this way, the child is just being fostered out; he's still part of the Fu family. If you want to see the child, tell us and we will definitely bring him over to meet you. 。When he turns eighteen, if he wishes to return to the Fu family, we will not object. 。He agreed to Ji Yun Ting simply because he wanted to protect their children from the open and secret struggles within the Fu family, so they could have a happy childhood. 。Ji Yun Ting caught Lu Li Ming's words and made the final summary, "We just want to protect him and live a carefree life." 。The old man gazed silently at the two young people standing before him, turning his head to glance at Fu Shaoqing beside him. He remained silent, as if they had already discussed this matter. 。A mixture of indescribable complexities in my heart, a bittersweet symphony of feelings. 。He really has gotten old, he didn't think things through as well as the younger generation. 。"I will consider this, consider it carefully, and think about how to handle the funeral arrangements." Grandfather Fu was feeling stifled in his chest, so he suppressed the matter for now. 。Fu Shaoqing lowered his eyes and replied with great discomfort, "Grandpa, the current situation of the Fu family doesn't allow for a grand funeral. My sister-in-law and I have found a feng shui favorable burial ground and will bury her as soon as possible." 。"Hearing those four words, "cannot be held on a large scale," Old Master Fu's brow furrowed. A look of deep sorrow etched itself onto his aged face. 。Now, even sending off his daughter-in-law has become difficult for Fu Jia Lian. 。

What a tragedy, it's truly a terrible thing. 。"Tell her father, ask him to escort his daughter on her final journey." 。He slowly stood up, leaning heavily on his cane, and shuffled toward the door. 。

Once a straight and strong posture, now it is stooped. 。As the man was about to reach the door, his aged voice rang out, "Tomorrow, bring the child over. I want to see him." 。After speaking, his figure vanished into the hall. 。Late at night, the light in Old Master Fu's room was still on. 。Uncle Zhang sat beside Old Master Fu on the intricately carved wooden chair, staring out the window at the round moon in the sky. 。After a long silence, Old Master Fu asked, "What do you think about what that young master of the Ji family said"Zhang Shu had followed Old Master Fu his whole life and naturally understood the old man's mind. He patted his chest and said, "Master, if you don't want to, no one can force you. When the time comes, I, the young master, will take care of it." 。"The old Master Fu laughed, teasingly saying, "You old bones, with a child Forget it, forget it. That kid from the Ji family is right, if you want to give your child a happy childhood, don't stay at the Fu family..." 。"Grandpa, you " 。Uncle Zhang wanted to speak but hesitated. 。Master Fu's cloudy eyes turned to him, and he slowly stood up with his cane. "Alright, you should go rest too, don't stay up with me. Don't overdo it, or I won't even have anyone to talk to." 。Then you rest early, I'll take my leave. 。Uncle Chang propped up his chair and stood up, stooping as he walked out of the room. 。Master Fu stared for a long time in the direction where Zhang Shu disappeared. The old master sighed, getting older and older, it was even the white-haired sending off the black-haired ones. 。

The night wind blew, and the old man raised his hand to wipe the sand from his eyes. 。he desk. Lin Jinran pulled out her boss's chair and walked past it, pulling out a few sheets of A4 paper, rolled them up, and prepared to go back to drawing. 。As he turned to leave, his body accidenta...